“No,” replied Marjorie, “I know what you are going to say—you want to stay all night at the tea-house. But Roger is a married man, and John is an only son—”
“Well, then, the rest of us!”
“I might consider that,” replied Marjorie, thoughtfully. “But of course you would need revolvers.”
“Naturally,” agreed Jack, his face alight with excitement at the prospect of the adventure. “I’ll call up the other fellows tomorrow morning.”
“One thing I insist upon, though,” added Marjorie; “if you people get through the night without any adventures, some of us are going to do it later on!”
“Oh, no!” protested John, in horror.
“Is it a bargain?” asked Marjorie, appealing to her brother.
“Yes,” agreed Jack, finally. “It wouldn’t be fair not to let you.”
“Oh, Marj, don’t!” pleaded Doris. “Something dreadful might happen.”
But Marjorie only smiled at her fears.